"Whew!"
A sudden gust of wind surged in.
From the right side.
Jiang Feng looked over.
He saw a white figure flash by from afar, entering the main peak of Cyan Cloud Mountain.
"Senior Brother Jingyang's cultivation has improved again."
"Senior Brother Jingyang went out for training this time and beheaded nineteen Great Demons of the Ghost Sect, truly venting our anger."
"I wonder when we can be like Senior Brother Jingyang, traversing the heavens and earth, traversing the Blood Domain, going anywhere we please."
"Cultivate!"
Envious voices came from the forest below.
Jiang Feng frowned.
He hadn't clearly seen the figure's appearance, so how could the disciples in the forest below recognize who it was? Their strength was generally inferior to his.
Thinking about it, it must be that Senior Brother Jingyang flashes by like a streak of white light every time he goes out.
